Leap above [OPEN]

A tiny dark pelted kit sat in the shade of a great pine, looking up at the sky, he remained. It was a nice breezy day, New Leaf brought nice weather that the little kit could appreciate, although he had no experience with any other weather. The camp was quiet, subdued one could say. Perhaps it was the lack of warriors about, but it felt a little lonely here. With no one else to keep him company, he decided to dash around the camp, chasing a mossball.

He was enjoying it too, when he batted it a little too hard and it flew away from him. Racing after it on his tiny stubby legs, he leaped high in a dodgy form onto the moss ball. But with his pounce, the moss ball became a moss firework. Pieces of moss went everywhere, coating everyone and everything. The kit froze, when he heard the footsteps of a larger cat approaching.

Would he be in trouble for this?